Truce, Part Seven

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For the first time in days, Emma woke up feeling refreshed. She had been battling with the flu for the last three and a half days, and she had finally gotten over the worst of it.

While she was feeling well physically, she couldn't exactly say the same emotionally. All she thought about was Killian. Not only had she lost an amazing friend, but she lost her chance at someone who could make her really happy.

These last days at home, where she either stayed in her bed or on the couch, gave her nothing but time to think about her feelings for Killian. The ones she had tried her hardest to ignore and run away from.

She simply sighed as she got out of the bed and got dressed. She actually felt well enough to wear something besides pajamas or sweatpants.

When she walked into the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator to grab milk and orange juice. She set it on the counter before reaching for a bowl, spoon, and cereal. As she had finished preparing her breakfast, she noticed one of the photos on refrigerator. It was one of her and Killian.

She sighed once more as she sat down at the table. She really was a bloody idiot, and she honestly wouldn't blame Killian if he wanted nothing else to do with her. This was all of her fault.

Even though her appetite was now gone, Emma managed to eat the Fruit Loops and drink her Simply Orange. When she placed her dishes in the sink, she heard a knock at her door.

Her brows furrowed slightly as she walked the short distance. When she opened the door, her eyes widened when she saw someone holding a bouquet of red roses.

The delivery man then asked, "Are you Emma Swan?"

"Uh, yeah. That's me," she responded a little unsurely.

"Well, then, these are for you," the man told her as he handed her the flowers. He nodded at her before he went on his way.

As Emma closed her door, she looked at the roses curiously. She then spotted a card and read it out loud:

Emma, I would have sent these sooner, but I wanted to wait until you were over your sickness. Despite our parting at the beach, I wanted you to know that I'll be here for you should you ever need anything. See you around, Swan. Killian.

When she finished reading, she felt a tear roll down her cheek. She shook her head and thought, "I do not get emotional over men." She then added out loud, "Or at least I didn't."

As she fished out a vase for the flowers, she couldn't help but think that Killian had pretty much shot holes in what she had thought about herself when it came to relationships. And she still wasn't entirely sure what to do about it.

Just as she had placed the flowers on her coffee table and was about to settle on the couch, she heard another knock on the door.

Emma walked over to answer it and smiled when she saw her best friend on the other side. Belle immediately hugged the blonde before she was ushered inside.

Emma immediately told her, "You should be at work." "And you should have gotten the flu shot," Belle teased with a grin.

The blonde only shook her head before she noticed the plastic bowl in her friend's hands. She then asked, "Is that some more chicken soup?"

Belle smiled as she answered, "Yes. From my mother's recipe." Emma returned her smile as she took the soup from her friend's hands.

As she placed it in the refrigerator, she commented, "This will make a great lunch." When she turned back around, she saw the brunette curiously eyeing the roses.

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